08/31/2026
While Chef Ming and I were at the City Meals on Wheels event in NYC earlier this year, I had the incredible opportunity to meet Hannah Monsour, a typewriter poet who creates completely original poetry on the spot, inspired by whatever subject is placed in front of her.
We asked her to write something for TANA—for our guests, for our story, and for the dream that brought us here. And somehow, she found the words. A few minutes later, this poem was sitting on the page. It spoke about dreams, about putting your soul on the table, about two people building a life together—and about the people who become part of that story along the way.
That last part is what means the most to us.
Because TANA was never meant to be just a restaurant. It is something Chef Ming and I dreamed about, worked toward, have poured ourselves into, and finally had the courage to bring to life. And now, every night, we get to share it with all of you.
Thank you for sitting at our table.
Thank you for becoming part of our story.
And thank you for allowing us to share a piece of ourselves with you.
This beautiful poem now hangs in the entrance of TANA as a reminder of where we started, why we started, and how lucky we are to have you here.
For TANA. 🤍
Poem by hannahmonsour
